Denise's Last Son

[Verse 1: Erick the Architect]

Yeah

Frequent or it’s foreign genius

Premature, born anemic

But I rose a Phoenix

[?] free me from a fetus

Though you keep a secret

I ain’t preaching

But you buy allegiance

I ain’t trynna teach it

We just follow suit

So I’m stepping in Bottega

Right before I hit that booth

I got movies in the loops

You aloof and in the Louvre

I’m acting loopy you confused

I’m in Paris drinking too, nigga

2013 was in the dollar van with you, nigga (Brrrr)

This another one, Denise’s last son

Shopping carts in the hood were like cars [?] from

I got evolved and sipping rum

My whole block was on one

Was a kid and seen [?] on the block, onе time

Way before thе long [?]

I got guap and Jordan

While flapping these gums

Hit Japanese joints

Say it back and reform

Getting stacks to pre-form

All the backs I lean on

Yeah we that, we reborn, reborn

Drinking with my [?]

Never run your mouth unless you think it’s relative (Shut up)

Still embellishing intelligence, I always did

Fuck what other people say, you can’t protect your kids

Unconditional, the love is real with blemishes (It’s real)

Had to drag my head, I had to match my melanin

[?], won’t share my pen

I’m in my element, I swear to god I always been (Check it out)

[Chorus: Erick the Architect & BLK ODYSSY]

OK I walk like this (I walk like this, I walk like this)

I’m mobbing out in Paris, France (and I’m mobbing out in Paris, France)

Sharper than the razor’s edge (Stay sharper than a razor’s edge)

(That’s Denise’s last son)

I’m drinking red (I’m drinking red, I’m drinking red)

I’m mobbing out in Paris, France (and I’m mobbing out in Paris, France)

Momma said protect yo kids (Plus my momma said protect yo kids)

(That’s Denise’s last son)

[Verse 2: Erick the Architect]

Generating bread, the hustle made me hate my head

Swerving drunk, I’m trynna skate the razor’s edge, I’m off the meds

Trynna push me off the ledge, I’m tired of playing Simon says

Got some drama with me, it get sticky when it’s time for that

Start the [?], drama find me here

Bag is [?]

Bigger coats, anyone in bigger smoke this time of year

Every summer drama find me with my conglomerate

Until we push the prom I’m praying to be tolerant (All the bullshit)

Every time I have a thought I question even if I say it

Nowadays you make excuses for your music, but they play it

Far as I’m concerned the only nigga that could really say it

Is the Architect creating charred, a dialect of fire burning in my chest

Had to find out what that Icebox, spent a couple on the set

Jewellery wet, pussy wet, phone vibes is disconnect

Was on my shit before we met so I ain’t really so impressed

Spent this whole summer stressed but something told me to invest

How I’m feeling at the moment at the bottom of them steps

God smiling at me vexed, went through trauma to be best

Explaining why I rap like I got 5 minutes left, I try to dodge them cigarettes

Man my uncle’s from the ‘jects, man my momma’s from the ‘jects

So don’t tell me I ain’t blessed with every fiver and my flesh

I tried crying but I’m stressed, had to fly to the West

But we Giants on the Jets, but we Giants on them Jets

[Chorus: Erick the Architect & BLK ODYSSY]

OK I walk like this (I walk like this, I walk like this)

I’m mobbing out in Paris, France (and I’m mobbing out in Paris, France)

Sharper than the razor’s edge (Stay sharper than a razor’s edge)

(That’s Denise’s last son)

I’m drinking red (I’m drinking red, I’m drinking red)

I’m mobbing out in Paris, France (and I’m mobbing out in Paris, France)

Momma said protect yo kids (Plus my momma said protect yo kids)

(That’s Denise’s last son)